Jiang Nuan emerged from the bathroom to find the room dimly lit, with a row of beautiful candles lit by the window.
The room suddenly became mysterious and romantic.
Jiang Nuan’s bright eyes scanned the room but did not see Mu Jiuchen.
She paused for a moment, wondering where he had gone.
A chill seeped in from the slightly open window.
Jiang Nuan shivered, wondering when this winter would end; it was too cold.
A faint, pleasant fragrance filled the air, lifting Jiang Nuan's spirits further.
The orange candlelight in the distance caught her attention.
She walked over and saw that they were heart-shaped candles, explaining their beauty.
She pursed her lips and smiled, tightened the loose bathrobe around her, and then playfully ran to the bed, pulling the covers over herself.
“So cold!” Jiang Nuan murmured, burying herself completely under the quilt.
“Knock, knock…”
A sound suddenly came from the walk-in closet.
Jiang Nuan froze for a moment, then listened intently.
“Knock, knock…” The sound was indeed coming from the closet.
Jiang Nuan threw off the covers, got out of bed, put on her slippers, and ran to the closet.
“Click…” The closet light flickered on.
Mu Jiuchen stood inside a large box, which was elegantly packaged like a gift box.
His radiant handsome face was lit with a gentle, deeply loving smile.
Having just showered, his bangs fell across his forehead, accentuating his sharp and refined features.
His light gray bathrobe was loosely tied, revealing his firm, alluring chest muscles and taut, well-proportioned lines, exuding a powerful aesthetic.
Jiang Nuan’s throat involuntarily bobbed.
Mu Jiuchen looked this alluring, so captivating.
Jiang Nuan’s heart had already surrendered.
As expected of her man, Jiang Nuan’s man, his alluring and tempting demeanor had stolen her soul.
A strong desire bloomed within her, and her clear eyes gradually became enamored.
She walked step by step towards Mu Jiuchen in the box, her heart pounding as if it might leap out.
Stopping three steps away, she asked, “Mu Jiuchen, what are you doing?”
Mu Jiuchen corrected her, “Wife, call me husband!”
Jiang Nuan: “……”
Mu Jiuchen’s dark, deep eyes gazed at her intently, filled with an inexplicable allure.
Jiang Nuan’s heartbeat quickened again; this man was truly a tease.
A daring thought crossed her mind: tonight, she wanted this man to be beneath her.
Mu Jiuchen glanced at himself and then smiled, saying, “Nuannuan, Happy Newlywed Year. I’ve packaged myself as a gift for you.”
“Pfft…” Jiang Nuan couldn’t help but laugh. His words had shattered her daring thoughts.
How could he be so adorable!
Watching her smile, Mu Jiuchen couldn't help but say, “Nuannuan, the wind blowing in your direction is warm.”
Jiang Nuan: “…”
“Nuannuan, hurry and open the box and take your husband away.”
Jiang Nuan smiled and opened the box, letting him out.
Mu Jiuchen picked her up and looked at her beaming face, always wanting to give her the best in the world, only to realize that the best in the world was him; he was her best.
“Nuannuan.” He called her name affectionately.
Jiang Nuan’s heart fluttered as she gazed at his loving, handsome face.
Mu Jiuchen leaned down, kissed her lips, and his voice, gentle and sexy, said, “Nuannuan, a fleeting life is not enough to just like you; I want to be with you for all eternity.”
If there truly were such a thing as eternity.
Jiang Nuan smiled, suddenly recalling a saying, "What can relieve loneliness, but your embrace!"
“Okay! Mu Jiuchen, then find me in every lifetime.”
If there really were an eternal afterlife, meeting you, my heart would still flutter, and I would still feel that exhilarating pulse.
This vow utterly shattered Mu Jiuchen’s last vestige of patience.
Their gazes met, locking onto each other, the ambiguous atmosphere becoming thick and palpable.
Unknowingly, Jiang Nuan was already on the large bed.
Her skin was delicate and soft, so delightful to the touch that she couldn’t bear to let go.
Mu Jiuchen was passionate and fiery, and Jiang Nuan found it hard to resist.
However, Mu Jiuchen was remarkably patient tonight, teasing Jiang Nuan to the point of wanting to curse him.
Watching his actions, which shifted between passionate fervor and slow deliberate movements, Jiang Nuan felt she was going mad.
His usual unreserved, aggressive possessiveness was all hidden, leaving only a gentle, prolonged anticipation.
Jiang Nuan suddenly placed her hands on Mu Jiuchen’s shoulders and pushed him away with force.
“Heh…” Mu Jiuchen let out a triumphant chuckle, as if he had been waiting for this very moment.
Jiang Nuan had no time to think about such things now; she poured all her passion into wanting this man to feel her love as well.
The cold wind gently swayed the beige curtains, and in the interplay of light and shadow, figures flickered and swayed.
And Jiang Nuan, with a surge of passion, fought on with all her might.
Mu Jiuchen endured her fiery ardor, savoring the unique favor that was hers alone.
…
On this lonely night, the cold wind howled fiercely!
Some rejoice, while others lament!
Jiang Yuxin received a report from her informant that Mu Jiuchen and Jiang Nuan had officially registered their marriage that very day.
Hearing this news, Jiang Yuxin couldn't fathom where the plan had gone awry.
Her previous machinations against Jiang Nuan had not only failed to separate the couple but had instead propelled them to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get their marriage certificate.
It was not separation but fulfillment!
She was about to explode with anger!
“Ah…” Jiang Yuxin furiously swept everything off the table onto the floor.
The crashing sounds echoed through the room.
It was piercingly loud!
“Where did it go wrong?” Jiang Yuxin gazed blankly out the window, watching the heavy snow fall and the biting wind.
The night sky was hazy, much like her heart at this moment; she couldn't find direction, lost in a thick fog with no way out.
“Ahhh!” She screamed sharply.
“Jiang Nuan, you bitch, why did you seduce my Chen Ge? He’s mine, mine, sob, sob…”
Jiang Yuxin felt like she was about to break. The rage within her was about to burst forth.
She slumped onto the table, weeping in anguish.
Rarely one to cry, she was now unable to stop crying for Mu Jiuchen.
“Knock, knock…” A knock came from the door.
Jiang Yuxin was somewhat puzzled; who would come at this hour?
She composed herself, wiped her tears, and stood up to open the door.
Standing outside was Mu Xue, her face grim. Snowflakes dotted her black mink coat.
“Aunt, why are you here at this time?”
Mu Xue’s expression was displeased; she said with a stern face, “Let’s go inside first.”
Jiang Yuxin closed the door, looking at Mu Xue’s retreating back, her own expression still grim.
Mu Xue entered and saw the mess on the floor, then turned back to look at Jiang Yuxin, whose eyes were red and swollen.
“It seems you’ve already received the news.” Her tone was light and tinged with a smile. Jiang Yuxin’s temper was also quite volatile; such intense anger could only shatter these things into pieces.
Jiang Yuxin looked at her wearily, remaining silent.
She was indeed furious, wishing Jiang Nuan dead!
But Jiang Nuan was still alive and well.
“Aunt, is there something you need at this hour?” Jiang Yuxin asked lazily, sinking onto the sofa.